Chapter 11“I thought it proper to dress for company,” Artemis said.
A panama hat with a wide black band and the bowtie; that was dressed.
“You look quite dapper,” I said.
“Do come in. It’s nothing fancy, but it is home.”
The inside was as drab as the outside, with simple furnishings mostly made of wood. A bench, two chairs, all with cream colored cushions and beech frames. No expert on trees or home furnishings, beech was just my best guess.
“I’m afraid I do not have much about to present as party favors or libation, but I can probably make something appear.”
“You can still do magick?” I asked.
“I can.”
“No need, though.” I dug into my pockets for the mini apples, collected everyone else’s, then placed them in a mound on the bench. “Pansy…”
A flick of her wrist and the words, “The
